I do the dance of getting $13 back from the IRS! Hey, it’s a piddly amount, but the last two years I’ve had to pay thousands of dollars, so ANY refund looks really good to me! I also do the rather less joyful dance of the personalized rejection letter from Thorndike Press for Trapper’s Daughter. Thorndike’s one of the houses I had hope for, so, well, drat, but at least it’s a nice rejection letter. Actually addressed to us and actually signed by the editor, which is a big improvement…
Author: mizkit
wow!
Wow. I popped my upper back a little bit ago, and I seem to have gotten rid of the last of my spasmy stiff neck. YAY! Pain-free turning of my head! YAY! Pain-free nodding of my head! YAY! I think, however, that I won’t swim tonight, just to give it a couple more days to heal up. Maybe Wednesday I’ll be able to swim! *hopeful look*
wow.
Via Teresa Nielsen Hayden, photos of the worldwide protests against war in Iraq. The sheer number of bodies in some of these photographs is just staggering. On a completely unrelated note, Lucy is sitting on top of my computer, hiccuping. *snicker*
oh yeah
Oh yeah. Deirdre called this evening to get a receipe (and to report that Breic was being *particularly* cute and charming) and asked how I was doing and I said well, I wasn’t having much life, with all the writing, and she said, “Well, at least you’re having an active fantasy life!” Then she said, “Hrm.” *giggle*
*no* wordcount!
Not so much with the wordcount today; I decided I needed a break. So instead I wrote 1160 words, then went to the store and then we went to Bosco’s and Best Buy where I decided not to buy season 1 Stargate right now and then we wandered around the mall for as long as we could stand to have fun (not very) and then we came back home where it was determined that we were really sleepy, so we took a nap, which confused the hell out of Chantico…